MTL - The Road to Slaying God-Chapter 60 Ten Magical Fist [Ferocious Smashing Recommendation Ticket]

Zhang Yang ’s mistake made Lu Fei not want to delay time. His goal was not Zhang Yang, but a man in a suit not far behind Zhang Yang. The man was bulging under his suit. There must be something like a gun. As long as he put Zhang Yang Forced to retreat to the big man, he had a good grasp of grabbing the pistol. As long as the light bulb in the warehouse was extinguished, he had a chance to run out. In case it didn't work, he could hold Xiao Yuanxing ...

Zhang Yang is just one of his prey, a prey with a little use value!

Lu Fei's expression did not change at all, his eyes stared at Zhang Yang, this time, he did not sprint, but approached Zhang Yang step by step.

Ten steps!

Five steps!

...

Amazing!

Lu Fei speeded up and kicked one leg to the open chest ... A loud sound of "Peng!" Kicked the firm leg on the raised arm, and the huge impact force Zhang's body in the air Hit a tumbling.

With a bang, Zhang Yang's body hit the ground heavily, but Lu Fei was very disappointed. Just now, Zhang Yang seemed to change his angle. Although he was kicked far away, the direction was away from the man in the suit. There is still a distance of more than ten meters, compared with the beginning, it is farther.

"Peng!"

Just after Zhang Yang got up, Lu Fei kicked Zhang Yang's face again. Although Zhang Yang's palms blocked the lightning-like kick, the back of his hand hit his face, and his body was kicked to the ground again, his nose. Began to bleed ...

Looking at the place where Zhang Yang landed, Lu Fei felt a little annoyed. Zhang Yang seemed to have a circular arc every time he fell to the ground, using his own striking force to move his body within a range, always at a safe distance from the man in the suit. .

Is he aware?

Looking at Zhang Yang who was wriggling and adjusting his position on the ground, Lu Fei faintly seemed to feel that Zhang Yang had perceived his thoughts.

Thought of this, Lu Fei's mouth flashed a cold smile, since you don't cooperate, I will play with you!

In his thoughts, Lu Fei ’s speed suddenly accelerated, and his fists slammed into Zhang Yang, and the battle began to be fierce. In fact, Zhang Yang did n’t have a chance to pay back. He was like a tumbler. To the point of defeat, Liu Biao couldn't bear to watch, this is not a level fight.

Lu Fei also became more and more crazy, his eyes were red, he almost forgot the purpose of the beginning, because although Zhang Yang was knocked down countless times, he always kept a distance from the man in the suit, although he occasionally got closer, but The openness of the ground will creep away even if it crawls, and Lu Fei has no way.

What makes Lu Fei unable to control his anger is that he seems to have the upper hand. In fact, every punch and kick of his own is kicked in Zhang Yang's arms and palms, and he cannot hit Zhang Yang's deadly place at all. No matter how many punches he has, his open arms and palms often wait for him in advance ...

Zhang Yang's hair was disheveled and dusty, and the sleeves on his arms had already been fragmented, revealing a pair of swollen and **** arms, but his eyes were always bright, like a wolf hunting alone in the wilderness ...

As time passed, Lu Fei's blow became more and more fierce. * Generally, like a perpetual motion machine, the moment everyone thought Zhang could not get up, suddenly, Zhang Yang stood up and started counting ... ...

"One punch!"

"Two punches!"

"Three punches!"

...

Zhang Yang's trembling voice was extraordinarily weird in the warehouse. Everyone looked at Zhang Yang with a faint expression. They did not understand why Zhang Yang should count at this time.

With each punch, Zhang Yang was knocked to the ground by Lu Fei, or stepped back.

When Zhang Yang counted to nine, Lu Fei slowly walked towards Zhang Yang like a regional demon. His eyes were blood red and filled with tyrannical atmosphere. The fierce color made the onlookers all feel a palpitation.

"Peng!" Lu Fei slammed Zhang Yang's chest firmly with a punch, surprisingly, Zhang Yang's body did not fall to the ground as it did at first, but stood still, even, Lu Fei fisted over At that time, he didn't hold his arm.

When Lu Fei's punch hit Zhang Yang's chest, their bodies seemed to freeze, and Lu Fei's fist was still on Zhang Yang's chest.

"ten!"

Zhang Yang sighed slightly and shouted.

As soon as the voice fell, a miracle happened, just like a loud voice full of magic. Lu Fei's body was as if it was paralyzed without bones.

Inside the warehouse was extremely quiet, only Lu Fei was breathing heavily.

Everyone looked at Zhang Yang in the middle with a shocked look. No one understood what was going on. It was too weird. Lu Fei, who still had the upper hand, was now like a frosted eggplant. Although Zhang Yang was a man Wolverine is incomparable, but it still stands upright.

Obviously, the winner is publicity!

"Take it away!" Xiao Yuanxing, sitting on a chair, waved his hands indifferently.

Immediately, the two big men walked to Lu Fei, who had collapsed, as if dragging a lifeless sack out ... Watching Lu Fei being dragged away, Zhang Yang opened his mouth, and finally did not say anything. He has no hatred for Lu Fei, but has more pitiful sympathy, but here, he has no right to decide Lu Fei's life and death. From the perspective of Xiao Yuanxing's arrangement, Lu Fei's death has become a foregone conclusion People can change.

In fact, Lu Fei's death has nothing to do with Liu Biao. Now, when Xiao Yuanxing discovered Lu Fei's purpose, Liu Biao and Zhang Yang became outsiders.

"Wait a minute ..." Lu Fei shouted weakly, dragged by the big man. If it wasn't the warehouse, it would be hard to hear.

The two big men looked back at Xiao Yuanxing and stopped.

"How did you do that?"

Lu Fei's face was pale and sickly, and his crazy attack just exhausted his last strength.

Zhang Yang glanced at the people around him and shook his head in silence.

"Oh, let me lose it plainly, although you and I have no deep friendship, they are the same type of person. The only difference is that you are better than my birth and better than my luck. I know you don't want to be in front of them. Expose your true strength, so if you tell me, I will tell you a secret that is related to your life? "Lu Fei seemed to see through the open mind.

"The secret to my life?" Zhang Yang's pupils tightened sharply.

"Yes, I think, to be precise, it should be the life of you and Liu Biao." Lu Fei's eyes flashed a strange light.

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